Heartburn

Helping to revise the project application is not a comfortable job. Chi Zhao still does it very seriously. Due to the limitation of the equipment, there are many typos in the speech conversion text. After checking line by line, Chi Zhao has to typeset the text. for hours.

"Are you tired?" Fu Nan'an told him more than once, "Take a rest when you're tired, it's not too late."

"Professor, I'm not tired, really." Chi Zhao would occasionally stand up and walk around looking at the distance, and would always smile when sitting in front of the computer, "I'll work harder and try to finish these things as soon as possible. "

This is often the case. When you sincerely want to do something, you will not feel tired. No matter how hard or tired you are, you will feel satisfied and worth it.

The day of project review is approaching, Chi Zhao worked overtime to help Fu Nan'an finish the application quickly, and ran back to the dormitory in a hurry until the lights were about to turn off for several days, and was scolded several times by the dormitory aunt But he is still happy with it.

"What are you trying to figure out?" Another day when Chi Zhao got stuck and ran back to the dormitory, Zhong Yangqiu asked him puzzled, "Did Professor Fu give you money?"

This question is so easy to answer, Chi Zhao quickly picked up the toothpaste and toothbrush to wash up, and when he stepped out of the bedroom door, he said: "I didn't give me money, I just wanted to show what I like, and he doesn't need to give me anything."

Like is a very wonderful emotion. It makes people timid and fearless. Because of liking, no amount of suffering or tiredness is nothing. Not to mention Chi Zhao felt happy.

Of course, Professor Fu is definitely worthy of Chi Zhao's liking. If he says he is not cold, he will never be cold again. He will not turn a blind eye to Chi Zhao's warm heart. He always remembers Chi Zhao's goodness of.

Chi Zhao is still an intern. It is not an easy job to take care of the hospital while also coming to the laboratory. In the past two days, Chi Zhao has just been transferred to the relatively busy surgery department. At that time, a senior brother asked Chi Zhao if he didn't sleep well and why he had dark circles under his eyes. It was originally just a casual greeting during the rest, but Fu Nan'an remembered it.

At night when he was going to type up information, Fu Nan'an asked Chi Zhao: "Didn't you sleep well recently?"

Chi Zhao was afraid that Fu Nan'an would think too much, so he quickly said: "No, it's just that the night shift for these two days is worth more, just pass it."

That's what he said. Chi Zhao never complained to Fu Nan'an, but Fu Nan'an didn't know that Chi Zhao's tone was raised and he tried hard to make his tone sound enthusiastic and energetic. The corners of Fu Nan'an's lips lifted slightly, following He said, "It's been hard work."

The light in the laboratory is cold white, falling on the body is cold and serious, but Professor Fu smiled too gently, so everything in front of Chi Zhao's eyes seemed to warm up, and Chi Zhao's heart beat a little faster: "No, it's really nothing hard."

Fu Nan'an didn't argue with him about this, nodded and said "Got it", and sat beside Chi Zhao to accompany him.

I don't know when the tacit understanding was formed. When Chi Zhao helped revise the manuscript, Fu Nan'an would always sit beside him. Occasionally, Chi Zhao would ask Fu Nan'an about some professional terms that Chi Zhao didn't understand. Most of the time, they were doing their own things. thing.

The laboratory at night is quiet, so my heart also calms down. Chi Zhao really likes the feeling of working together without interfering with each other. He is always very comfortable when Professor Fu is around.

It's so comfortable, comfortable and at ease, maybe it's because these two days are really too tired, Chi Zhao propped his head to look at the computer screen, only to feel that his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and finally, his head tilted, lying on his stomach fell asleep on the table.

"... Chi Zhao?"

There was a delay in the tapping of the keyboard, and Fu Nan'an frowned and shouted.Chi Zhao was too sleepy, so he asked in a daze, "What's the matter?", his voice was full of fatigue and sleepiness, Fu Nan'an's brows relaxed, and his tone was lowered, softer and softer than usual: "It's nothing, sleep Bar."

He fumbled to turn off the light, and with a slight "click", the laboratory was completely dark.

In the dark night, the neon light outside the window spilled in through the window. In front of the full computer light, Chi Zhao slept peacefully. Fu Nanan sat back beside him, just quietly feeling his breath. For a moment, he seemed to want to He woke up like something, took off his coat, and groped to put it on Chi Zhao's body.

"Go to sleep." Fumbling, Fu Nan'an knocked, but he didn't make a sound, fearing to wake up Chi Zhao, his fingertips hung in the air for half a moment, and finally patted Chi Zhao's back.His eyes are gray, but they seem to be full of light, "You have worked hard during this time."

It has been two hours since Chi Zhao opened his eyes again. He slept so comfortably. After waking up, he found that the whole laboratory building was dark, and the computer screen was off. When did you fall asleep.

"Sorry Professor!"

Chi Zhao hurriedly went to turn on the light. He didn't expect that he would fall asleep, so he pulled his earlobe in embarrassment. Fu Nan'an smiled faintly and interrupted his apology: "I've been exhausted for a while. Do you want to rest tomorrow?"

There was no sense of reproach in the gentle tone, Chi Zhao was slightly relieved, he shook his head and said no, and suddenly found that he was still holding Fu Nan'an's coat in his hand.

Chi Zhao's face was a little red: "Professor, your coat..."

There is no doubt that Fu Nan'an helped him cover his body. Chi Zhao kneaded the thick coat with his fingertips, not knowing what to say for a while.

It rained a little two days ago, and it has been quite cold these two days. The temperature in the laboratory is even lower, and it is cool here. After Fu Nanan took off his coat, there was only a thin sweater and a shirt left, but he just sat there After waiting for him for two hours, there was no trace of boredom or impatience.

"If you don't say it, I've forgotten it," Fu Nan'an smiled gently, interrupting Chi Zhao's messy thoughts, "I'll put it on for you in case you're cold, and you'll catch a cold easily when you're asleep."

Now that this was mentioned, Fu Nan'an stretched out his hand naturally: "Come on, give it to me."

Fu Nan'an's hand stretched out in front of his eyes, and Chi Zhao subconsciously handed out the clothes. When his fingertips touched, Fu Nan'an's fingers felt a little cold. Chi Zhao's heart felt hot, and he said, "Thank you, Professor."

"Thank you." Fu Nan'an shook his clothes and put them on, and the whole movement was done in one go. He said, "It's natural to say thank you, otherwise how many thanks should I say to you?"

Feelings cannot be measured by value, and people who are really close don't need to say thank you. This is a natural action, because I am thinking of the other party in my heart.

Chi Zhao understood, and his heart became even warmer. He could feel that Fu Nan'an's attitude towards him was different from before.

In the next few days, Chi Zhao would work on the night shift, fearing that he would be too sleepy to take care of him, so Fu Nan'an would come over to chat with him in his free time.

After all, it is psychological. Fu Nan'an is actually not very familiar with the clinical field, so he can't help much. He will not stay with Chi Zhao all the time, just talk to him for a while and then leave, but just a few words make him feel uncomfortable. Chi Zhao's heart warmed up - it was Professor Fu who came to him on his own initiative, and it was not him who was hot anymore.

The relationship between the two seems to have become closer unconsciously, and is moving forward steadily.

A few days later, when the project application was submitted, Fu Nan'an invited Chi Zhao to dinner, saying that he was grateful for his help during this period of time. This was the first time the two of them ate alone. It's about to float up.

The place to eat was chosen by Chi Zhao. It is a fusion restaurant near the hospital and has a good environment. The environment is good and the taste is good.

After finally going out to eat alone with Fu Nan'an, Chi Zhao prepared everything very well. After Chi Zhao skillfully reported a list of special menus of the restaurant and introduced the taste in detail, the waiter next to him covered his mouth and smiled. Get up: "Sir, do you often come to our house? I think you are very familiar with our house."

"No, no, it's my first time," Chi Zhao was a little embarrassed by her words, "I just read the strategy in advance."

"Then you are too good," the waiter gave a wow, and immediately praised, "My family has a wide variety of dishes. You must have read a lot of information to find so many."

Hearing this, Fu Nan'an raised his head and glanced in Chi Zhao's direction, Chi Zhao faltered in response, blushing a little.

Chi Zhao didn't want to appear very excited at first, he just came out to have a meal alone, there was nothing to be proud of, he deliberately pretended to be very calm, and spoke in a steady voice all the way, but he didn't expect his little thought to be served A few or two sentences were exposed.

——He even saw that Fu Nan'an was giggling!

Chi Zhao ordered the dishes as quickly as possible and sent the waiter away. Fu Nan'an still had a smile on his face and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard," Chi Zhao shook his head quickly, he blinked at Fu Nan'an, his cheeks were still red, and he said a little shyly, "It's just as long as you like it."

The restaurant Chi Zhao chose tasted really good. After the dishes were served, the two chatted one after another. Most of them were Chi Zhao saying that Fu Nan'an was listening. This is their usual way of getting along, and they both feel comfortable .

The two sat facing each other, and Chi Zhao could finally stare at Fu Nan'an openly. When he was talking, Fu Nan'an would occasionally answer a sentence or two. Professor Fu's views were neither extreme nor angry, and his tone was gentle and indifferent. Speaking of Chi Zhao's heart.

The environment of the restaurant is noisy, but Chi Zhao's heart is very quiet. From time to time, there are people walking back and forth on the left, but Chi Zhao's attention is all on Fu Nan'an. He likes him so much that he almost drowns in his shallow eyes. into the gray pupils.

After eating a meal face to face, Chi Zhao was still dizzy when he went out. The heating in the restaurant was very high. After coming out, Chi Zhao's face was still red for a long time. Walking slowly with shoulders crossed, he suddenly found a familiar figure.

The figure was getting closer and closer to them, and Chi Zhao finally saw clearly that it was Jiang Yingxue's uncle, the vice president of the Fifth Academy.

"Hey, isn't this a coincidence?" The vice president came up to greet them very enthusiastically, "Are you coming here to eat too?"

Fu Nan'an nodded and said yes: "It's not that the project application has just been submitted, come out to celebrate."

There were acquaintances on the left and right, and the two stood and exchanged greetings. The vice president seemed to have something to say to Fu Nan'an, but he hesitated several times before finally asking: "By the way, Nan'an, there is something... I want to ask you."

Fu Nan'an said, "Say it."

The vice president coughed twice, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "I heard from Xiaoxue that you stopped letting her work on your side? What's going on?"

After all, there was going to be such a thing. When Fu Nan'an asked Jiang Yingxue to quit, he knew that he would be asked. Jiang Yingxue was pampered and never suffered any grievances. When Fu Nan'an rejected her that day, she cried.

"I haven't had time to tell you about this," Fu Nan'an explained, with a calm tone, "Yingxue has her own business to do, and it's time for the postgraduate entrance examination to take the re-examination. She's back."

What happened that day was spread in the hospital group, and the vice president naturally heard about it. Fu Nan'an deliberately didn't mention it, and wanted to save Jiang Yingxue some face, but the vice president obviously didn't want to stop it: "This child He has a straightforward personality, and he just talks about his liking when he doesn't understand anything, which is causing you trouble, right?"

This was a clear indication, but Fu Nan'an still smiled, knowing that there was something in his words, stroking the blind stick with his fingertips, and slowly said: "Young people, they are normal, and they are normal, we all understand, it will be better when you grow up."

The vice president was obviously relieved to hear Fu Nan'an say this. Fu Nan'an is indeed excellent, but as a parent, few people are willing to marry their children to a blind man who is more than ten years older than her: "I think so too. The child really can't figure it out, he has to talk to a blind man at such a young age—"

Halfway through the conversation, the deputy dean realized that it was inappropriate. After all, he was a colleague who had been with him for so many years, so it was a bit meaningless to say so. The deputy dean smiled sheepishly: "I didn't mean that, Nan'an... that is……"

"It's okay," Fu Nan'an smiled gently, and took the initiative to help him out, "We're really not suitable, Yingxue is too young, I don't care about her."

The vice president heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Fu Nan'an, "What do you like, can I introduce one to you?"

Fu Nan'an shook his head and smiled, "No need."

Maybe he still felt embarrassed, so he exchanged a few words with the vice president and left. When the two of them were talking just now, Chi Zhao didn't say a word, but now only he and Fu Nan'an were left, Chi Zhao couldn't hold back any longer : "Professor, why did you have such a good temper with him just now?"

Chi Zhao is not as big-hearted as Fu Nan'an, and he can't understand these things: "Isn't he just discriminating, what's wrong with the blind, aren't you good enough?"

"It's nothing." Fu Nan'an smiled, holding the blind stick in his hand and slowly protruding forward, "He's right. It's human nature, and the social environment is like this. There are too few blind people who can come out."

"Then you can't doubt you without looking at the facts," Chi Zhao immediately retorted. He knows that there are many blind people who cannot live independently due to various reasons, so he thinks Fu Nan'an is even more powerful, "I don't think there is anything wrong with being with you Okay...you are so good, they look down on you because they have bad eyesight."

Chi Zhao spoke so convincingly that his voice was a little suffocated with anger, Fu Nan'an smiled and deliberately teased him: "You have good eyesight?"

"That must be good!" Chi Zhao nodded without thinking about it, and then paused for a moment before realizing what he was discussing. This was no different from a confession. He coughed awkwardly, and said, "Anyway... I think you are good."

The corners of Fu Nan'an's lips curled up a little, and he asked, "Where is the best place?"

Chi Zhao thought for a while and replied, "Anywhere is fine."

It is indeed a pity to not be able to see, but Chi Zhao will not give up because of this. When you like someone, you like him even with his shortcomings. Chi Zhao likes Professor Fu's gentleness and knowledge, and also likes his light gray pair eyes.

The feeling of being underestimated is not always so pleasant. Fu Nan'an knows it even if he doesn't talk about Chi Zhao. When it came to this, Chi Zhao paused for a moment, and said seriously: "Anyway, I just like it, and others don't like it." I would also like."

Chi Zhao knows how to poke people's hearts too well, he is not pretending, every word is full of sincerity.

If it doesn't touch it, then it's really hard-hearted. Fu Nan'an shook his head and smiled lowly. The evening breeze brought a slight coolness to his fingertips. Fu Nan'an said softly: "Then you like it."

Then just keep liking it.

Don't regret it.